Disjointed meaningless existence
You wither in yourself
Totally f*cked
Sleepwalk each day away
Don't feel anything
But exhaustion
Hideous grotesque hollow
An exsanguinated husk
You could be gold
But you are nothing
You could be gold
But you are shit
Nothing
Shit
Unemotional cycle
Layer upon layer
Of disparate memories
Of once feeling well
This cold life engulfs you
As each barren interaction
Becomes stiched and sewn
Into your worthless soul